 Frangelina || twitter addict || Music of the Sun || The Fresh Princess of Bellaire
"Got it." A quick binding spell was shot at the men closest to him before Tyler gripped the man he had stunned by the scruff of his neck and hauled him forward roughly. He did the same with another one that was whimpering on the ground. "Up." They were all big bad men right? They shouldn't mind being treated as such, in that case.
Tyler offered one final glance to the poor victims in the cage before dragging the men forward.
"I suppose I'll see you at the holding cells." He said as he hustled away from the rest of the MLE party.
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